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Poetry By: lifeofrhyme
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Tags: Love


he loves her beyond desperation and into the realms of celestial reverence...


Submitted:Sep 18, 2011    Reads: 15    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


He loves her beyond desperation and into the realms of celestial reverence

A place where once was a clarity of life but is now a void due to severence

He loves her beyond the surreal warmth he feels when he' s bleeding to death

A blood that freely flowed once until it froze at the reality of nothing left, no breath

He loves her like the realms of celestial reverence and way beyond desperation

Once, he had a life, now he thinks nothing about sex, lust, passion, masturbation

He loves her more than the frozen reality of his breath and the nothing he has left

A nothing that is empty and yet holds so much, that of his life he is now bereft

He loves her beyond desperation and into the realms of celestial reverence





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